I do miss twitter, tbh
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I’m looking a lil stupid just as often as I can stomach. Anyone else?
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happy easiest night to stay out past 3a to all who celebrate
is there an in-game achievement unlock when the person checking tickets at the club compliments your hair? asking for a me
what kind of neurodivergence is it if when i was younger i used to avoid a certain class of pleasantries in speech and text for more or less this reason 🤪😂
do you ever notice your chuckle is getting a little manic in just the right way? so then you finish it with a
“[voiced inhalation] DANCE.”
no? just me and Kesha? ok
this in response to Raye speaking in pragmatic but not at all clumsy japanese! 「危険だ。やめろ。その時は私がやる。大丈夫だ。筆談などしなくても小声なら走行音でここの会話は犯人には聞こえない」(don’t do that [tackle the criminal], it’s too dangerous. if it comes to it i’ll do it. no need to write notes, if we talk quietly he won’t hear us over the engine)
certainly indicative of SOMETHING that the first thing Light Yagami says to Raye Penber in the Death Note manga—in the middle of what is ostensibly a life-or-death situation!!—is 「失礼ですが、その喋り方…あなた日本人ではないですね?」(excuse me, but from yr way of speaking—you’re not japanese, are you?)
This week, I ponder the question: what is the point of the work I do? If I do say so myself, I’m unusually clear-sighted about the point of (my) work. The existential angst is obviously present but manages not to overwhelm the essay 😁
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僕、日本語能力試験N3に合格したじゃん!!
Extremely back on my "wake up babe, new @olivalejandra.bsky.social just dropped"!!
David Foster Wallace talks about the "this is water" of living a life made up of days. This really spoke to me about the process of making those days and ideals meet in reality.
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what’s that nicki minaj lyric?
I am not a prompter / I’m training data ?
so far ahead these bums is laggin?
what a delight, shuffling into that noted Buddhist hymn of nonattachment, “I Don’t Wanna Be In Love” by Good Charlotte
I’m always thinking about this tumblr post from back in the day about garlic. it was like
you should always use more garlic than the recipe indicates, like unless the recipe is literally a recipe for “one clove of garlic”—and even then, use two.
Bookes are like Cheese, that is neuer well seasoned to euery mans tast; for one will say it is too salt, another wil say it is too fresh, a thirde will say it is to tart, another thinkes it to be too milde; one will haue it too hard, another too soft, another too tough, another too brittle, it neuer pleaseth euery mans tast; no more do Bookes.
Barnabe Rich explaining that "bookes are like cheese"
shout out to my nerds w a laptop in a gym bag
"I guess if this bit of the post has a point it's that trans women librarians are salt of the earth, tough as nails, some of the best people I know, and every library system should give them a raise and the best health insurance policies out there."
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honestly the theatre twink to gym rat pipeline made so much more sense to me once i realized:
the gym makes any weekday you want special by virtue of adding in a cheeky little costume change
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I read 11 more books in 2025 than 2024; here's hoping I keep that upward trend for next year :)
the dalai lama: you were put on this earth to vibe
richard stallman: you were put on this earth to code
sam altman: you were put on this earth to vibecode
the time when I was most immersed in Joni Mitchell's music (1990-1995ish) was also a time when I wasn't very in touch with a lot of pain I carried but the pain was there, looking for a place to be felt, and I'd locate that place in Joni Mitchell records, specifically Blue & Court + Spark & The Hissing of Summer Lawns, and while there's certainly plenty of hurt in those records it's still kind of funny when I'll cue up "In France They Kiss on Main Street" and a body memory of beginning to give myself permission to feel something very difficult will ripple through me, and it's in a way delicious, luxuriant; and I think one error in listening is to attribute agency to the artist when this sort of connection is formed, artists are just playing in their sandboxes, but it's also nearly impossible as a listener to not holler in gratitude from the heart of this process, seeking a person or Person to whom one might express that profound gratitude, someone to whom we can say "thank you, what would I be without this," but there are two people to thank for this and it's harder to thank them than to enter into the easy recourse of icon worship, and sources vary on whether those two people are actually just one person but one of them is God and the other one is you.
thinkin about stuff
A still from the movie Airplane (1980) featuring Leslie Nielsen and Robert Hays. The caption reads “He hath indeed borne our griefs. And don’t call me Shirley.”
For the Handel/ZAZ fans out there
the word for "taboo word" in Japanese being 禁句 (きんく, "kinku", basically as close to "kink" as you can come in Japanese morphology) is either an incredible coincidence or a sign of a much deeper conspiracy
a photo of my lap, where i have two Blackwing pencils and a sharpener balanced in my palm.
being a lil extra with my 鉛筆 game for the 日本語能力試験 😁
(also hi hello we briefly knew each other in a life for me long gone and now both of us must teach at Rutgers sometimes? and I must have walked by you in or near Kinokuniya just last week? maybe I’ll try and say hello next time 😂)
I think about this beautiful idea (a day-long “zine residency” that’s just people yoyo-ing like Thomas Pynchon’s schlemihl Benny Profane on the subway) more and more … maybe we need another one!
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can you imagine a world where the back half of the 21st century is “the information superhighway goes the way of Amtrak”
… i passed my 日本語能力試験N3 practice test!?!?